It does, Allen, and I must say that Althouse has impressed me greatly even trying to do cross country. Me? I'd be the snow bunny in the other pretty white ski jacket waiting for them at the cafe down the road.

You take a bus marked "Lakewood Drive"And you keep on ridin' till you're out of the cityWhere the air is fine with the sweet smell of pines and the country side's prettyAnd you'll see daffodils peepin' over the hills or a honey lovin' mama bearJust take a left at the bridge go down to Quakertown RidgeAnd in a minute you're there...At Indian Lake you'll be able to mate the way the Indians do.

In the north, it's such a pleasure to see that the sun is getting stronger and the days are getting longer.

Starting today, sunset is after 5:00 p.m. in the Twin Cities.

Sure, there's a lot more winter left, but sunshine makes it much more bearable.

You can't imagine how much so. My sister, who lives in Salt Lake, says it's positively ghastly in the valley once the sky closes in; you have to drive up into the mountains to see some glowing ball in the sky.

Former Law Student beat me to it. Here's the whole lyric. Note, in the printed lyric you can "make" like Indians do, not "mate." But then, the Cowsills were always so naughty, they were probably trying to get one past the censors.

You take a bus marked "Lakewood Drive"And you keep on ridin' till you're out of the cityWhere the air is fine with the sweet smellin pineAnd the countryside's prettyAnd you'll see daffodils peepin over the hillsor a honey lovin' mama bear

Just take a left at the bridge (left at the bridge)Go down to Quakerforn Ridge (go to the ridge now)And in a minute you're there (in a minute you're there)(do do do do do (4x))

(let's go to)Indian Lake is a sceneYou should make with your little oneKeep it in mind if you're lookin to findA place in the summer sunSwim in the cove have a snack in the groveOr you can rent a canoe (you can rent a canoe)At Indian Lake You'll be able to makeThe way the Indians do(do do do do do (4x))

(let's go to)Indian Lake is a sceneYou should make with your little oneJust keep it in mind if you're lookin to findA place in the summer sunYou can swim in the cove, have a snack in the groveOr you can rent a canoe (you can rent a canoe)At Indian Lake You'll be able to makeThe way the Indians do

everybody, heyIndian Lake is a sceneYou should make with your little oneJust keep it in mind if you're lookin to findA place in the summer sunSwim in the cove, have a snack in the groveOr you can rent a canoe (you can rent a canoe)

Lonewacko...Are you also against death for rodents? Accept that you are a Man and rise up and kill and eat the animals and keep their fur too. We wing nuts demand rational thought uncontrolled by kindergarten level panthiesm.

I don't you to go to Indian Lake Whore. Did you see the little chapel at the top of the hill?

OK, boots on the ground here fellow republicans.

Went out for tofu and sprouts for dindin at an out of the way very expensive cafe in Cambridge...it was fab.

Next up, the movie An Education playing at an inclusive indie movie theater nestled in Kendall Square. Other movies playing there Some gay one with Colin Firth, Broken Embraces, Something about a White Ribbon, The Last Station and The Road. All fab and very indie.

I always thought the Cowsills were singing "At Indian Lake we'll be able to mate the way the Indians do." And I thought it was racist.

On the Cowsills' website, I almost went into sugar shock but I found the lyric, and it's "make." I guess, as in "make like an Indian." War dances, peace pipes, wampum, what have you. It's still kind of racist if you think about it.

Re: An Education, Meade said:

I wouldn't take her to see it only because it looks terrible, tedious, and boring.

It isn't any of those things. It's funny, surprising, poignant and not boring for a second. If your daughter is over 16, it's fine. Network TV shows have about the same amount of sex. This is more about a girl who is lured into a circle of wicked people because of her yearning to grow up and be sophisticated. Which, in London in 1961, meant speaking French, smoking, and listening to Mel Torme. There are a couple of interesting twists, and some thrillingly funny acting by the reliable as ever Alfred Molina and Emma Thompson. The woman who plays the girl is exceptional. See it if for no other reason than to catch a rising star. She could be huge. Of course, her name escapes me right now. But two years from now we'll all know her name.